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Ran's POV

She slowly brought a hand to her face, it came away wet. So she had been crying in her sleep, she smiled sadly. She opened her eyes with some effort and looked up in surprise her ceiling.

'How did I get home?' She wondered as she got up off her bed. A piece of white caught her attention and she picked up the notes.


Hope you feel better soon nee-chan. –Heiji

I'll talk to your detective idiot for you Ran –Kazuha


She read the notes quickly. So Hattori had brought her home. She moved into the living room and frowned at her dad lying on the table, no doubt he was drunk.

The phone rang, catching her off guard.

"Hello?" She said.

"Ran?" She stopped moving. It was his voice. She didn't, couldn't talk to him right now. Her eyes squeezed shut.

"I'm sorry I really can't talk right now. Bye." She put down the receiver and backed into the couch. The phone rang again but she ignored it.

She was just stepping towards the kitchen when a knock at the door stopped her.

'Shinichi couldn't have gotten here that fast, not possible.' She thought as she reached trembling for the doorknob.

The door opened to reveal Kazuha and she sighed with relief. She opened the door wider and paused.

I'll talk to your detective idiot for you

She turned to Kazuha a horrified expression on her face. Her friend looked at her curiously as she tried to make her mouth speak actual words.

"Did you already… talk to him?"She asked as her voice shook. Kazuha nodded slowly and Ran's eyes widened in horror. The osakan girl seemed flustered at her friend's sudden shock.

"Was that… bad?" Kazuha asked timidly. Ran curled into a ball on the floor and rocked back and forth. She felt the tears start to roll down her cheeks but she didn't care anymore.

Shinichi knew, knew what she'd tried so hard hide from him. She dropped all pretenses of strength and indifference and simply let the tears flow.


Shinichi's POV

He stared woefully at the phone still gripped in his hands. He carefully set the phone on the receiver and collapsed into a chair.

'What am I going to do about this?' He asked himself. 'What can I possibly do to make this right again?' He mentally cursed himself.

'How could I not notice? I'm supposed to be a detective dammit! It's a good thing that Kazuha is still here. Sonoko may be Ran's best friend but she's only good for sarcastic comments.'

He thought disdainfully. Shinichi stopped and berated himself. How could he be making fun of other people when the biggest fool was him?


Kaito's POV

He watched as Shinichi worried himself into a near trance-like state. Kaito walked over and dropped down until his face was right in front of his detective's. Shinichi didn't bat an eyelash.

'Hmm… he must be really worried about something. Normally he at least looks annoyed.' Kaito leaned in closer until their lips touched.

He watched in amusement as Shinichi's face lit up like a Christmas tree. Shinichi sat straight up and glared at him then slumped back into the chair.

"Alright I admit defeat." His detective said tiredly. Kaito's face fell and he studied his partner. There were bags under Shinichi's eyes and his clothes were rumpled, he probably hadn't changed.

His eyes narrowed dramatically.

"What's wrong Shin-chan?" He asked provokingly. Shinichi just sighed and looked away. Kaito tried to get a rise out of his partner for a solid 20 minutes.

Nothing worked and he had even tried dumping his spare supply of custard on the man for goodness sakes!

He sat down crossly and stared at Shinichi. What was wrong with his detective? Usually by now Shinichi would have drop kicked him into next week.

He decided that he didn't like this new attitude. Well it was up to him to fix it. He wandered over to the phone and checked the call history.

Mouri Ran 1-695-XXX-XXXX

Kaito raised an eyebrow and clicked the redial button.

'What does this have to do with Ran?' He wondered as he waited for her to pick up.

"Hello?" Kazuha answered from the other end.

"Tomoya?"

"Ah, Kuroba?

"Shinichi is kind of in shock. He's been like that since he phoned Ran. Do you know why?" He asked cautiously.

"Oh that…" Her voice dropped.

"What?"

"Well I kind of told him something that I wasn't supposed to…" Her voice dripped with guilt and regret.

"Like what?"

"…"

"Come on please tell me? I just want to help him!" He pleaded.

"… I told him that Ran still loved him." He could barely hear her, her voice was so quiet. Kaito reeled back in shock. But she'd approved that night nearly two years ago, right?

His mind raced back in time, trying to find some small hint of the truth. Then he saw it. Her eyes had flickered with pain and hurt before she masked it.

'She might just have a better pokerface than me.' He thought with some amusement before turning his mind back to the present.

"I-is that true?" He asked for confirmation.

"Yes and now Ran is crying because I told him."

"Tell you what. You work on trying to get her calmed down and I'll work on him. We can meet in an hour at Teitan High. I've got an idea."


AN: Sorry I've been lying in bed all day (I'm sick.) so I haven't updated. I beg forgiveness! :'(

Hope you enjoy the chapter! :D